Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Chapter 208: Karari’s Banquet
How to accurately find a merchant with obvious characteristics in a mixed market? The simplest method is to find someone who often hangs around the market, like a pickpocket.
Buce Renci’s eyes flashed, he took half a step back, and grabbed backward.
“Ah!”
A startled cry came from behind.
Buce Renci pursed his lips and pulled, a dirty little brat was pulled in front of him.
“Brat, aren’t you surprised where my money pouch went?”
Buce Renci grinned sinisterly, like a bald thug cornering a loli.
“My money pouch is here!”
Buce Renci waved his hand, and the money pouch instantly appeared in his hand. He shook it gently, and the sound of coins and magic cores jingling inside made the dirty brat in front of him look on with desire.
“Sir, I was just passing by. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The brat refused to admit it. Anyway, the warrior in front of him had no evidence.
“Stop talking nonsense. If you want money, I can give it to you, even more than you stole, but you have to help me find someone.”
Buce Renci took out a gold coin and tossed it up and down, playing with it.
The brat’s eyes followed the golden little cutie up and down.
He licked his lips, and his mind couldn’t help but recall the taste of the first roast chicken he ate three years ago.
How many roast chickens could this gold coin buy?
Twenty? Fifty? Even a hundred?
The homeless kid didn’t know.
He only knew that he might be able to eat delicious roast chicken again.
“Who do you want to find? I’m not bragging. I have an impression of almost everyone with a name and a face in this market. You just need to give me a little clue, and I’ll definitely find him for you!”
“Oh?” Buce Renci smiled slightly.
“Then, do you know the broken-fingered profiteer?”
The brat thought for a moment, seemingly recalling something, then his eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded:
“You must be looking for Uncle Tiger, right?
He came to Karari half a month ago.
Uncle Tiger is quite famous in this market because he sells very high-end perfumes and bath products, but the prices are very expensive, and no one has ever been able to take advantage of him.
Plus, he only has nine fingers, so many people jokingly call him the broken-fingered profiteer.”
Buce Renci said nothing, not even showing any surprise. He just nodded indifferently and said:
“I don’t know if you’re talking about him. Take me there. If it’s the person I’m looking for, this gold coin will be yours.”
Buce Renci gently tossed the gold coin towards the brat. Just as the brat was about to reach for it, he snatched it back with even greater speed.
“Lead the way!”
The brat, eager for roast chicken and gold coins, dared not delay. He led Buce Renci and several other player representatives into the noisy market.
The other players continued to stay at the entrance of the market, vigilantly watching the surrounding crowd.
The two knights, although they noticed Buce Renci and the others leaving the team, didn’t say anything.
As long as the majority of the people were here, it was fine.
Their mission was to prevent these mercenaries from causing trouble in the city.
…
Karari’s market was like a maze. In many places, Buce Renci and the other players thought they were in the same spot, but in reality, they had arrived at completely different intersections.
They wandered through winding paths for a long time.
Finally, they stopped in front of a small shop hung with human skin and skulls.
“My lords, this is Uncle Tiger, the broken-fingered profiteer’s shop.”
“Are you sure?”
Buce Renci looked stunned.
The shops near this one were all closed. At least a dozen human skins were hanging on the railing at the entrance, and more than twenty human skulls were piled up like an ossuary at the door. The air was filled with a rotten smell.
This shop sells perfume and bath products?
It’s not a black shop for robbery and murder, is it?!
“It’s here.
Sir, you don’t have to worry.
These skulls and human skins are all from villains who tried to rob the shop.
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But as you can see, they will never have such an opportunity again.”
The players looked at each other. Even though the brat was very sure, they didn’t dare to act rashly. The main reason was that the style of this shop was too unacceptable.
“Who’s making noise outside!”
Just as the players hesitated, an impatient roar came from inside the shop.
Then, a large, black hairy hand lifted the curtain, and a burly man with a full beard squeezed out of the shop.
“What do you want? Are you here to buy perfume, bath lotion, or to show off your skulls and human skin?”
The burly man’s voice was like sandpaper, low and rumbling like muffled thunder, making the players’ ears uncomfortable.
Buce Renci gave Call Me Arin a look.
Call Me Arin immediately understood.
He covered the brat’s ears and mouth with his vice-like large hand. Ignoring the brat’s struggles, he hugged the brat and turned his back, walking far away.
Now that all irrelevant people had left.
Buce Renci looked at Tiger sternly and said,
“Winter Prayer.”
The burly man glanced at Buce Renci, then picked his nose and said casually,
“What Winter Prayer, non-Winter Prayer? I don’t know what you’re talking about. If you want to buy perfume, buy it. If not, get lost. Don’t disturb my sleep.”
Buce Renci was a little taken aback.
Wasn’t the code phrase correct?
But the mission prompt clearly stated that the code phrase was “Winter Prayer,” no problem!
He was now basically certain.
Tiger was the spy King of Winter had planted in Karari’s market.
Because the moment Tiger came out, he saw the exquisite crystal bottles on the shelves, which were perfumes unique to Winter City.
After thinking for a moment.
Buce Renci pursed his lips.
He stuck out his butt towards the yawning Tiger, cupped his hands forward and then put them down, repeating this three times.
The originally impatient Tiger also put away the expression on his face. He also stuck out his butt and repeated the action of cupping his hands forward and then putting them down, also three times.
“Praise Your Majesty Winter, Ghost Bat No. 16 under Gray Eagle reporting to you.”
Tiger knelt on one knee, his expression respectful.
The code phrase matched, so the young man in front of him was his temporary superior. Whatever help he needed next, he would do his best.
So.
This was the real way to use the code phrase!
Buce Renci had only tried it out of curiosity just now, and he unexpectedly got it right.
Was it really okay for King Winter to make such a shameful action a code phrase?
But in a way.
It was indeed unexpected.
“Praise His Majesty.”
Enduring the urge to complain, Buce Renci also praised him.
However, Tiger was still sticking his butt out.
“The code phrase handshake still needs a final step.”
Tiger’s big dark face looked a little awkward.
“Our butts still need to touch. This is His Majesty’s rule.”
Tiger said, raising his butt a little higher.
Buce Renci: “…”
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